Paroles de Come thou fount

Come, thou fount of every blessing,Tune my heart to sing thy grace;Streams of mercy, never ceasing,Call for songs of loudest praise.Teach me some melodious sonnet,Sung by flaming tongues above.Praise the mount! i'm fixed upon it,Mount of thy redeeming love.

Here i raise mine ebenezer;Hither by thy help i'm come;And i hope, by thy good pleasure,Safely to arrive at home.Jesus sought me when a stranger,Wandering from the fold of god;He, to rescue me from danger,Interposed his precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtorDaily i'm constrained to be!Let thy goodness, like a fetter,Bind my wandering heart to thee.Prone to wander, lord, i feel it,Prone to leave the god i love;Here's my heart, o take and seal it,Seal it for thy courts above.